Mickery Irish

Sometimes I like to say no, Irish people in general are really very sober and hard working
and among the best educated in the world. The drunken image is simply a redundant piece of nineteenth century
Anglo-Saxon propaganda that you are perpetuating. If you want serious drinking, try Bristol or Manchester on a Friday night. If you don't get stabbed first.

There is then a short lull as this flies over everyone's head, before they continue unabashed,
"Yeah, you Irish, really like to drink and go mad and party, eh? I was in Ireland,
great place so friendly everyone always pissed, eh?"

I'd argue further, but what's the use? If I did,
it is guaranteed, guaranteed, that the following will happen: an Irish student over on a summer work visa
will suddenly pop up, looking all red-haired and leprechaun-ish, pissed out of his head, bare-chested,
with someone's knickers on his head, take a huge swig out of his Heineken, belch, shout "WaayHay!" before
launching himself backwards into a disused swimming pool. And everyone will shake their heads ruefully, laugh and say,
"Those Mad Irish", while I, defeated, look sadly on.

I know he's only putting it on, but what the hell. At least we get to be "interesting". Could be worse. Could be Belgian.